Most of this manuscript was written in San Francisco with the exception of the last three poems, which were written in Manitou Springs and Colorado Springs in 2001 after Ursen was born and Marina and I decided to leave the city when we were evicted from her apartment on Natoma Street.
I grew up in Colorado Springs, and here I am again! If you’ve never been here, it’s sort of like one big Robert Pinsky poem – seemingly lofty, but desperately mediocre beneath the surface. It has its qualities, though – just to be fair.
The meat rotisserie picture is a drawing of the painting that hangs in the back of El Farolito Taqueria on the corner of Mission and 24th St.
Cedar thinks the book is awfully heavy, and let me know by weighing it in his palm with a nasty smirk on his face.
My other books are: Analogs of Chemical Thought Sawed from a Largely Dark Helmet of Huh? with Paintings By Marc Huebert (Angry Dog Press), This Is The Strange Part and Night Falls/Under Days (both on Old Gold), and the forthcoming Hulktrans from The Owl Press.
I spend my days as a critic and editor at the local weekly paper.